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micah6vs8 |
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May 26, 2011 11:15:19am |
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Re: What's A Fav Dylan Lyric(s)? |
The old man is getting back in the saddle (feeling a little frisky today) and the kids are growing like corn, missus getting by. Been a rough spring. But we move on.
WTA kicked Sony Erickson to below the fold so to speak. I think women tennis athletes are the best in the world, by far. At times 3+ hours on court with no hugs (coaches on the court is just stupid and insulting). They replayed one point by Wozniacki where she ran 160 Yards(!) and lost the point. I know it's clay, but she has to get an offense weapon if she wants a major. Kim lost today. :-(
Imagine what the little librarian did while listening to Run, Run, Run or Venus in Furs. Shiny boots of leather indeed. Sorry for the image.
Can you invite me over one day? Tour the office, see some memorabilia, meet the family (I agree with your assessment about Slavic ladies. Passionate. Whew!), go see a show at a club. I'm really an excellent guest. :-)
I love Heroin (the song). Cale recounts playing this at a HS in NJ in '65 , among other songs from the Banana album. Wonder what those boys and girls thought? He said no one danced or clapped. He also felt they were a bit too young for such fare. Indeed. You are a lucky man to have intact Warhol art. An intact banana as well! Have you seen this,
13 Most Beautiful... Songs for Andy Warhol's Screen Tests.
It's on Netflix instant. I assume you have a copy of Drella.
This is such a beautiful, ugly, maelstrom of a song. Andy said it was just beautiful.
Heroin
I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same
When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I have made the big decision
I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death
And you can't help me now, you guys
And a
You can all go take a walk
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
In a sailor's suit and cap
Away from the big city
Where a man can not be free
Of all of the evils of this town
And of himself, and those around
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off and dead
Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jim's in this town
And all the politicians makin' crazy sounds
And everybody puttin' everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds
'Cause when the smack begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore
Ah, when the heroin is in my blood
And that blood is in my head
Then thank God that I'm as good as dead
Then thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess I just don't know
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